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“And I don’t remember you ever having trouble getting anyone you wanted in bed.” You. There wasn’t a chance in hell the word would leave my mouth, though.
Because the truth was, nothing else felt as good as Mark Farrow. I wasn’t sure anything else ever could.
He glanced over his shoulder at me, startled at first, and then broke into a grin that hit me like a double shot of espresso and euphoria.

